"Drive."

A black steed with its hooves raised and running forward. In an instant, it turned into a black hurricane.

"Herod."

The horses neighed, their voices were high-pitched and powerful, and they disappeared into the plain at once. Three sharp arrows, pierced like lightning, extinguishing Zhao Sisi's vitality in an instant.

"Plop."

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Si fell into the mud. The tail of the arrow on the corpse was still trembling slightly.

Sudden changes, the Yellow Turban Army suddenly became chaotic.

"Qu Shuai."

The earth-shattering shouts sounded like thunder on the official road. Zhao's cronies for four years instantly panicked. For a while, they were all together.

"Brother Zhao."

With a loud shout, Wang Dahu's eyes flashed, and he looked up to the sky and snorted, saying, "Enemy attack!"

A huge roar burst into the sky in an instant. The Yellow Turban soldiers beside Wang Da quickly moved closer to him. For a while, they formed a dense circle.

"Guards."

At the same time, Sun Yi drank and said. In his eyes, he was full of fear and looked extremely panicked.

"Whoa."

The Yellow Turban soldiers quickly surrounded and guarded Sun Yi in it.

At this moment, except for Zhao Sisi's army, its dragons are running around without a leader. The other two armies, under the orders of the commander, gradually formed a defensive formation.

The pikemen are outside, and the swords are horizontal.

……

Wang Da and Sun Yi looked nervous. The two men looked warily in all directions, and there was a panicked light in them.

At this moment, the selfishness of human nature is vividly expressed. When there is danger, it is the center.

"Poof."

The iron sword in his hand was unsheathed, Wang Dahu's eyes widened angrily, and a touch of fierceness swept by, and he turned his head and shouted, saying.

"Wang Er."

"Qu Shuai."

Glancing at Wang Er, his expression froze, and said, "Order the army to come out and accept Zhao's four-year army." Violators will be killed. ”

"No."

Wang Er turned his head and left, and under the order, the army was dispatched in an instant. At the same time, Wang Dahu's eyes flashed, and he shouted, "Be on guard."

"Kill."

The shouting of killing rushed straight to Tianye, and the startled Sun Yi was stunned one by one. In an instant, Sun Yi understood. He also raised his sword to the sky, shouted, and said, "Accept Zhao's four years."

"No."

The army was mighty, and the two of them started a robbery here.

A moment ago, it was still on the same front, against the allies of the imperial court. At this moment, Zhao Si died, and the true nature of the two was instantly exposed.

"Whoa."

The weapon was thrown to the ground, and Zhao Si Si commanded a large army. He did not resist at all, and surrendered in an instant.

The Yellow Turban is an army that is forcibly rallied by the Lord of the First Army in the future, and now Zhao has died in battle for four years. The entire army lost its backbone at once.

It's like a person who has been stripped of his spine, and his square is in chaos, like a headless fly, buzzing around.

……

"Drive."

Tai Shici stepped on the war horse, and the whole person and the horse became one, and ran towards Bochang.

Tai Shici's goal is very clear, that is, to go directly to Bochang County. With this shocking information, in exchange for Ying Fei's troops.

"Herod."

The war horse neighed, under Tai Shici's desperate whipping. Its speed was like a gale, like a black bolt of lightning. The huge horse's hooves soared into the air, leaping several steps at once.

The distance is shrinking, and the county seat of Bochang is far away. Looking at the solid city wall, Tai Shici's heart was excited, and it boiled instantly.

Trekking thousands of miles, three days and three nights in a row. Now, he is finally about to meet the real person. This feeling is too wonderful to describe in words.

Holding the spear horizontally in his hand, Tai Shi Ci at this moment is majestic, looking at it from afar, he is a peerless general.

"Dadu Hu, I hope you don't disappoint Ci!"

While running, Tai Shici's eyes condensed, and he said to himself in his heart. This time, with the earth-shattering fighter as the capital, it has the heart to invest.

"Drive."

War horses are like the wind, and sturdy hooves stir up dirt. The grass roots are flying, and the fresh breath of nature fills the mouth and nose. With excitement, Tai Shici's mood was agitated.

It's as if you've made a contribution, right in front of you. Bow to the general, at this time.

The horses neighed, and the wind howled in their ears. In Tai Shici's heart, his mother's words vaguely sounded.

"When a husband is born in the world, he should carry a three-foot sword to ascend to the rank of the Son of Heaven."

Taishi is extremely filial to his mother, and he attaches great importance to his words. Looking at Bochang, who was getting closer and closer, his cheeks flushed with excitement.

"Stop!"

A huge shout swirled down from the city walls. A terrifying sound wave was formed, which exploded violently.

"Squeak."

……

The bow was like a thunderbolt, and the archers in Bochang City reacted quickly. The bowstring was full, and the arrow was aimed at Tai Shici under the city at once.

"Huh."

The cold killing machine is like a poisonous snake. It is no longer dormant and has become unscrupulous.

The soldiers of the city are confident and high-spirited. A kind of strength from the heart, and it goes straight down.

"I am Donglai Tai Shi Ci, I have a lot of information, inform the capital guard, and I hope to open the city gate as soon as possible."

Tai Shi Ci's reason, the strength of the anger. Only this kind of one-tendon martial artist will be so direct and simple, express his heart directly, without the slightest reservation.

"Wait."

The general of the city flashed his eyes, opened his mouth one after another, and said. Wu Mingruo knew in his heart that most of the protectors of the Western Regions were in the city at this moment. At this time, he can only reciprocate, and cannot refuse.

……

"Knock, knock, knock......"

The knock on the door was ups and downs, and Wu Mingruo came down from the city wall and galloped all the way in the direction of the official post.

This matter can be big or small, and the key lies in how the parties grasp it. As a guard in the city, Wu Mingruo has heard of it, and there is a dirty relationship between Wei Ji and Ying Fei.

"Squeak."

The gate of the official post opened, and the soldiers inside poked out from inside. Seeing Wu Mingruo, he arched his hand and said.

"Marquis Wu, what is the matter?"

Wu Mingruo glanced at the soldiers, condensed, and said, "This military marquis, ask to see the protector of the capital."

The way of the general, the hierarchy is strict. Therefore, although Wu Mingruo has a request for others, he looks arrogant. The soldier who opened the door, with a respectful face, stretched out his hand and said.

"Marquis, please come in."

This is the way of humility. The essence of this world, whether ancient or modern, Chinese or foreign, is the same.

The strong are respected, and the winner is king.

"Hmm."

Nodding, Wu Mingruo stepped forward. Three steps and two steps, and in an instant, he stepped into the official post.

……

The official post covers an extremely wide area, with a size of sixty or seventy acres. Wu Mingruo followed the soldiers, turned around and turned, and walked through one corridor after another, intersections.

In front of the middle room of the official post, the soldiers stopped abruptly. He turned his head and said towards Wu Mingruo.

"Marquis, wait a minute, wait for me to report."

"Hmm."

With a wave of his hand, he motioned for him to go. In Bochang City, Ying Fei has the highest official position, coupled with his outstanding martial arts, he is an idol in the army.

The army worships the strong, and Ying Fei is undoubtedly the most powerful one. If Wu Ming didn't dare to make a mistake, he could only stand in front of the door and wait for the soldiers to report.

Standing under the eaves, Wu Mingruo's eyes flashed with eagerness, and his breathing was a little heavy.